six-blocks

Tag: nature

  • Slow Enough to Notice

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    kamischacom
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    When we first arrived, we believed that building a home meant finishing things. We were wrong. A completed terrace. A green roof. A finished garden. A path where there had only been mud. There was always another project waiting. Another weekend. Another list. We thought that once everything was finished, life here would finally begin.…

  • The Neighbours We Never Invited

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    kamischacom
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    When we first arrived, we thought we were building a home in the middle of nature. What we didn’t realize was that nature was already living here. We were simply the newcomers. The first visitors appeared quietly. A roe deer standing at the edge of the meadow. A fox crossing the field at sunrise. A…

  • The Beauty of an Untamed Meadow

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    There’s a certain moment in early summer when the meadow stops looking like “grass” and starts feeling alive. Not manicured.Not controlled.Alive. Wildflowers appear between tall stems almost unnoticed at first. Tiny insects move through shadows. Butterflies land for only a second before disappearing again. In the evening light, even ordinary plants begin to glow softly,…

  • The Work Behind the Warmth

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    There is something almost romantic about firewood. A pile of freshly split logs.The smell of wood in the sun.The promise of winter evenings, warmth, and a stove quietly burning inside. It sounds simple. Almost idyllic. But making firewood every year is not really the romantic part of slow living. It is work. Repetitive, physical, sometimes…

  • When the Land Changed

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    I. Bringing Power The nearest electricity connection was almost 200 meters away. On paper, it sounded manageable.In reality, it meant permits, approvals, coordination —and trusting people with heavy machines to enter a place we love. And then they came. The quiet field turned into mud and movement. For a few days, it didn’t look like…

  • The Fence. Before Electricity.

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    kamischacom
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    Before we started bringing electricity to the land.Before utilities, companies, contracts, and waiting.We did one thing that seemed simpler. We built a fence. Not because it was a big project.But because it was one we still felt able to do ourselves. A first boundary A fence is not just about separation.It is the first gesture…